#bartythegrouch

@bartythegrouch

Narcissa glanced at his back, where a few people she was rather familiar with standing at the doorway. They must have had a meeting. She spots Barty among them and tears begin to fill her eyes. She can tell that her husband was completely bewildered by her reaction. But there’s nothing he can say, nor do, not when he doesn’t know what really happened.

Sebastian had known it was Barty’s birthday and had sent Amy over early in the morning with a short happy birthday note and some coffee beans that he hoped were decent. She’d returned shortly lately, bearing a simple, quickly scrawled “thank you!” Sebastian had expected that to be their interaction for the day, for Barty to have better plans on his birthday than chatting with him, so it was a surprise to him when he saw Hero perched on his windowsill, tapping with her beak to be let in. He opened the window, immediately going to get her a field mouse and giving it to her before grabbing the letter.

He read over it quickly, annoyed to read that the senior Crouch was once still being silent towards Barty, on his birthday no less. He sent Hero back to his friend, asking him to come out and drink with him that evening, sending Amy along as well to bring back a reply. She needed to fly more often anyway and Barty was already complaining that he was making Hero fat. It wasn’t long before he received another reply, Barty agreeing to meet him at the local pub in Lower-Upper.